Klaus to his parents. Joe to the rest of us. And no ordinary Joe indeed. February 27 marks the too early passing of Klaus Joseph Best. He will be deeply missed by many.
Joe came to me in response to a yard work ad. Not sure if I should hide the kids or my liquor, instead I gave him a one day try out. Four years later, I find it hard to imagine a work day without him.
Together we built the spirit trail to the waterfall. The next summer we built a stone cabin. Joe found a picture in a fancy magazine and was proud to see his rock work was equal. Indeed, it was better.
He had my back during the house project and looked forward to the day he could just show up to mow the yard. As money ran low, Joe would often say he would work for free just to make sure it got done.
And now he is going to have to work for free. ‘Cause I still need him on the job and I don’t know how to pay him in heaven.
We will miss the German Chocolate cakes he baked for our family. His devotion and loyalty never wavered. Joe was an irascible son-of-a-bitch and never politically correct. But we loved him for his honesty and, of course, his weather channel updates.
Today, the world lost one of the good guys.